I walked by them and smiled on my way to the small table where I planned to sit alone."You are Sylvia Porter, aren't you?" the older patrolmen called ...fter me as I passed."Yes I am, how did you know?" I asked."Well I have been on this stretch of highway for a lot of years. In that time your name has come up more than once," he said."Oh really?" I asked."Nothing bad, a couple of times we had to work with the Sheriff or SBI investigators. They stopped in here to ask something over breakfast. They. I stutter a bit and a trying to think of what to answer as she is pushing me back into the living room. Once against the couch I can go no further and she is right there in my face, still asking what I thought I was doing. Before I can gather my senses she has pushed me back over the arm of the couch and told me to stay!She walks over to the chair where my dildo is still stting, grabs it and comes back to me. She tells me to pull my legs back. I do and she roughly plunges that dildo back into. The legs were super sheer all nylon and were boarded, i.e., shaped like the leg.I wanted more and went back the very next day and bought a dozen pair. Until the store closed, I would buy those ultra sheer pantyhose by the armload. The pantyhose had a cardboard insert inside one of the legs with “SEE HOW SHEER IT IS” printed all over it. They were not brand name and the packets had “Made exclusively for G.C. Murphy” printed on the back of them. Though they were inexpensive the quality was. She called Horas, who came trotting over. “Horas lick” she said. Having enjoyed that she then said “Horas mount”. Horas hesitated. He wasn’t used to this position. Lizzy pushed him up and over her. He got the idea.Horas was on top of Cathy with his cock beginning to grow. He was thrusting wildly and Lizzy pushed him forward. He found the target and Cathy squealed her approval. “Now lift up your knees” said Lizzy and as Cathy did so Horas pounded harder. “Oh yes that is good” moaned Cathy. “Now.